An Lan was about to go to a meeting when she saw Su Run calling. After some hesitation, she picked up.
"Lawyer An, this is bad," Su Run's nervous voice came through the phone. "I feel like there is something wrong with the chief judge today. He's late."
"..."
An LAN rubbed the space between her brows. "Um... I'm late this morning too. Not only this morning, but I'm also late for half a month. There's nothing strange about being late."
Could she please find a better excuse for being soft-hearted towards Xu Bo Han?
"But the chief judge is never late," Su Run said, "I've been working at the court for a few years, but I've never seen him late once. Even when he had flu a few days ago, he always dragged himself to work and wasn't late for a minute. When he came over this morning, he looked terrible."
